The Last Scene of the World
When I entered the last scene of the world
(Draggd outta the womb into a really crowded room!!!!)
All heads were bowed and our hands were
Twilling at some mill or other -
At the last scene, along a long row of mills
Whose functions was uncertain
We worked, side by side,
Silent, without interruption.
I giggled like god
Over myself and watched
As we crashed into bed
Exhausted, and unwed.